Gladio glances back with the sarcasm of Prompto's comment, his brows coming together. That.. isn't anything like the Prompto he knows. Prompto isn't catty, he's not cold, he's not stoney, and yet so far, that's what he's feeling from the younger man. They've both changed; maybe he hasn't changed enough.
They've been missing pieces of themselves for a long time. Gladio wonders, standing there, watching Prompto's face flicker in the faint light of the glow of the runes and the center ring of the haven, if they've changed too much for the missing pieces to fit back into the spot they had all carved into one another. It's his fault, in part, if they can't.
He left first.
Gladio only nods in comment to Prompto taking the fire, and goes for getting out bedding for them both. It means digging into Prompto's pack to find it, but things aren't terribly different across the board when it comes to what people have to sleep on if they're anywhere out in the wild. Supplies are not only hard to find but getting near impossible; he's even learned to sew to repair some things. What might surprise Prompto is the sight of a rolled up hide, which Gladio spreads out first across the rocky ground before putting their bedding down on top of it.
Once he's got it situated, bedding side by side near the fire, he stands up and unknowingly mirrors Prompto with a stretch and pop of his back. "All set here. I've got steaks we can turn into dinner, if you're interested." Pretty much one of the very few people he'd be willing to share with so easily, anymore.
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They've been missing pieces of themselves for a long time. Gladio wonders, standing there, watching Prompto's face flicker in the faint light of the glow of the runes and the center ring of the haven, if they've changed too much for the missing pieces to fit back into the spot they had all carved into one another. It's his fault, in part, if they can't.
He left first.
Gladio only nods in comment to Prompto taking the fire, and goes for getting out bedding for them both. It means digging into Prompto's pack to find it, but things aren't terribly different across the board when it comes to what people have to sleep on if they're anywhere out in the wild. Supplies are not only hard to find but getting near impossible; he's even learned to sew to repair some things. What might surprise Prompto is the sight of a rolled up hide, which Gladio spreads out first across the rocky ground before putting their bedding down on top of it.
Once he's got it situated, bedding side by side near the fire, he stands up and unknowingly mirrors Prompto with a stretch and pop of his back. "All set here. I've got steaks we can turn into dinner, if you're interested." Pretty much one of the very few people he'd be willing to share with so easily, anymore.